but this week, james gandolfini and my very overweight brother had heart attacks. my brother is just fine and healing nicely but with the strictest of orders to change his diet immediately.
and now that i'm working at a restaurant with an all-u-can eat salad bar, i see numerous folks laboring under the burden of layers of fat.
and so, i am even more fascinated than ever (if that's possible) by people's food habits, particularly the desire to eat and eat and eat.
it's in me -- i'm, by nature, a compulsive eater. i understand the desire to drown myself (my emotions) in food. for me, it's a huge sadness that wants to be comforted, and i find i get a little sad watching very large folks load their plates.
i'm hostessing at a family restaurant with decent food, fairly reasonable prices and that, aforementioned, all-u-can eat salad bar. lots of our patrons are older and many are overweight.
most folks who come in want to sit right near the salad bar and complain with notable bitterness when there isn't something available in its exact vicinity. this seems understandable when the customer is using a walker, in a wheelchair, in a cast, etc. but so many an able-bodied individual gets visibly angry when seated in a farther corner. yet, it's a pretty small restaurant.
the salad bar is lavish and one serving often seems more than a meal. but folks go back three and four times and then eat a main course and often, dessert.
what is the insatiable appetite for so much food and with no work (a tiny walk to the salad bar) involved.
is it an emptiness -- a feeling that there won't be enough food to fill me, that i won't be able to tolerate even a few short steps to get to the food i need.
does anyone have any other ideas?